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“Now, boys, there is plenty for everyone,” she assures us

“But I get first pick, right?” I say, standing and walking to where she and Owen still stand at the end of the table I bat

“They’re all the sa to cause World War III over breakfast”

“Good call, Layla,” Royce chi with stars in his eyes as he mentions his neife

“I stopped there first” She smiles at him

I place ins, you wound me” Her cheeks pink at the use of our last naet used to it Hell, I’m surprised Owen hasn’t raced her down the aisle yet He’s head over heels in love with her

“Love that” I hear Ohisper as I reach into the box and pull out ait to ood choice” I nod, peel back the wrapper, and take a huge bite

“I wanted one of everything” Layla laughs “Pregnancy cravings, I guess So, I told the woman behind the counter to surprise me, but that it all needed to be the same”

“Da the last half of his muffin in his mouth all at once, and fuck it, I do the sains brothers

“Where is this place? I’ to have to stop in and see what else they have”

“One block over” She points behind her, which tellsI make a mental note

That ood not to stop into the bakery and see what else they have to offer I work out five days a week, usually before coyer brothers at the gy each other, and it’s always better to have someone to work out with Especially when you need a spotter Royce and Owen used to sporadically join us, but now they both have beautiful ladies war their beds, their presence has been nonexistent Not that I blanificant other” lottery